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water droplets off his clothes.
    â€œLandon’s nice.” Zee tried to sound cool. Chloe was getting to be a good friend, but Zee wasn’t ready to tell her about her crush on Landon. She hadn’t even told Jasper yet.
    Zee’s brother looked in the room. “Adam!” she shouted enthusiastically, hoping to change the subject. She waved her hand in the air. “Come on in!”
    With a suspicious look on his face, Adam took a step forward. “Looks like you’ve survived the first couple of weeks of seventh grade,” he said to the threesome. “I guess the eighth graders decided to go easy on you.”
    â€œOhmylanta!” Zee groaned. “Yes, your predictions that we’d get flushed down a toilet haven’t come true.”
    â€œGive it time,” he warned them. “The worst is probably still coming.”
    â€œWhat do you mean?” Chloe asked.
    â€œWhen I was an eighth grader, we took the seventh graders’ clothes out of their gym lockers and put them in the courtyard.”
    â€œDo Mom and Dad know?” Zee asked.
    â€œNo—just like they don’t know you’re the one who tried to play a piece of cheese in the DVD player.”
    â€œGood point,” Zee said. “But I think that if the eighth graders had something planned, they would have done it by now.”
    Adam pulled his car keys out of his pocket and headed out of the room. “Fine—don’t believe me,” he called behind him. “But don’t come crying to me when you need help. I’m outta here.” His voice trailed off as he disappeared from sight.
    Chloe turned to Zee with wide eyes. “That’s it!”
    â€œ What’s it?” Zee asked.
    â€œYou kinda were tortured—by the note on the music room board,”
    Chloe pointed out. “Maybe an eighth grader did it.”
    â€œMaybe an eighth grader took your diary,” Jasper added.

    Were Adam’s stories about eighth-grade torture real? Zee had figured her brother was just messing with her. But Chloe and Jasper made a lot of sense.
    Chloe sprang out of her seat. “I have to go to the bathroom,” she explained as she headed toward the stairs.
    â€œYou can use the one down here,” Zee told her.
    Chloe kept moving in the same direction. “I already know where yours is,” she said. “I’ll be right back.”
    While Chloe was gone, Mr. Carmichael came into the room and announced that it was time to go. “Anyone who’s not ready will have to stay here and cook me dinner.”
    â€œI’ll let Chloe know!” Zee volunteered. As she climbed the steps to the second floor hallway, she heard a door shut. She figured Chloe was on her way downstairs. But when Zee turned the corner into her room, Chloe was standing in the middle of it, looking confused and flustered, and the bathroom door wasn’t shut. That’s weird, Zee thought. “What are you doing?” she asked.
    â€œOh…just getting my stuff. Woo-hoo! Let’s party!” Chloe said. The girls grabbed their swim bags—complete with suits and towels—ready to have fun.

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    â€œ C annonball!” A blur raced down the diving board and bounced off the end. Boing! Splash! Zee was standing too close to the pool and now her bathing suit, a periwinkle-colored bikini with white embroidered flowers, was wet.
    Jasper popped out from behind Zee, where he had ducked for cover. “My hero,” Zee said sarcastically.
    â€œI’m not wearing a swimming costume,” Jasper said defensively.
    â€œWhat’s a swimming costume?” Chloe asked. She was wearing shorts over a one-piece with a bold red-and-blue tie-dye sunburst.
    â€œIt’s a bathing suit,” Zee said.
    Jasper smiled sheepishly. “I didn’t expect to have to learn a new language when I moved here.”
    The party was even better than Zee had imagined. Kids were